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The city surrendered to the night. The shadows stretching under the street lamps were like secrets intertwined. A name that no one noticed was walking around those streets: DoubleFedora. No one knew him well. Some said he was two people, some said he carried two different minds in one body. But everyone would agree: something would change when DoubleFedora arrived. That night, Chance was standing in front of an old train station. The wind was blowing gently, ruffling the edge of his long coat. The two fedora hats on his head — one black, the other gray — were his most distinguishing feature. But this time he wasn't alone. One of the shadows left. Mafioso. The silent ruler of the city's dark side... or perhaps Chance's other side. "Which one will you listen to this time?" said Mafioso, his voice low but sharp. Chance smiled slightly. "Maybe I'll stop choosing now." Because that was the secret of DoubleFedora. Chance represented reason; He was planned, cold-blooded and calculating.

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The city surrendered to the night. The shadows stretching under the street lamps were like secrets intertwined. A name that no one noticed was walking around those streets: DoubleFedora. No one knew him well. Some said he was two people, some said he carried two different minds in one body. But everyone would agree: something would change when D...Read more

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